Ning Ping nodded slightly and sat down silently. He still felt a sense of suspense about what had happened. "Hehe, I think your luck is not much better than mine." Suddenly, the gloating voice of Hu Lao came out. Ning Ping's face became even uglier after hearing this. He never thought that he would be dragged to a duel just the second day after he passed by here. But since it has already happened, if he wants to get out now, he has to fight first. Judging from the subtle fluctuations of the formation everywhere, even if he wants to sneak away invisibly, it may bring more difficult situations. Slowly, more and more people came to the whole martial arts arena, but there were still many empty seats on the stone steps. At this time, the elder Duan who was originally at the entrance of the martial arts arena also came to the viewing platform on one side. With the sound of a horn, the fence door was opened. The door of the passage opposite was also opened, and Zhao Xiaosi also entered the arena.
"The duel begins, you go in." The guard on the side suddenly spoke, with a hint of pity in his eyes. Ning Ping did not delay, took a deep breath, and then stepped into the duel arena. Immediately found that Fan Gaocai and his group, who had provoked him, were sitting in the front seat. He was looking at himself excitedly with a hint of amusement on his face, as if Ning Ping was already a piece of meat on the chopping board. "There are no rules in the duel, and it ends when one party dies. Start!" Seeing the two people on the stage, the elder Duan did not say much nonsense and directly announced the start. As the voice fell, a shield suddenly rose on the stone walls around the duel arena, covering the entire duel arena. The audience in the arena was boiling. "Kill~" "Kill him~" "Your name is Ning Ping, right? Remember that the person who kills you is Zhao Xiaosi." At this time, Zhao Xiaosi on the opposite side suddenly showed a long sword in his hand, and rushed directly towards Ning Ping. A force of Yuan also erupted in the field, and the opponent's fifth-level foundation-building cultivation was revealed. Ning Ping's mind moved slightly, and a ray of consciousness also penetrated into the killing alliance token. Now it has become a habit before taking action. In a blink of an eye, the attack was approaching, and Ning Ping finally moved at this time, but not at his feet. A shield-shaped magic weapon was sacrificed and went straight to meet it. It was just to feel the details of the cultivators here in person, so as to know it well. Zhao Xiaosi saw the opponent's arrogant look at this moment, his face was ferocious, and his power increased a little bit when he activated his skills.
"Boom..." The long sword immediately slashed on the shield, making a loud noise. Ning Ping's body shook slightly, and his footsteps also pretended to take a step back, thinking in his heart, it's just like that. Then the opponent slashed out with another sword, and at high speed, it brought a series of harsh sounds in the field. Ning Ping dodged the attack and put away the shield. Then he took out a long sword and started fighting with the opponent. In fact, he had already mastered the opponent's energy fluctuations at this moment. As long as he wanted, he could kill him with one blow at any time. But he just wanted to hide his strength and delay some time. They fought back and forth for a quarter of an hour. Zhao Xiaosi was so cautious that he started to take pills to avoid a fall. 'Hmph, the pills on you are all mine.' Ning Ping also felt that it was almost time. After the opponent's attack missed again, he suddenly flashed and rushed up, slashing several swords in succession. Zhao Xiaosi suddenly felt that the opponent's speed increased, but he had no time to change. A shield of energy appeared on his body, and the long sword in his hand was withdrawn for protection. But then he found that the shield of energy gradually melted under the opponent's attack. He was horrified and noticed a little abnormality. As a foundation-building cultivator, he immediately realized that there was something wrong with the opponent's attack. The opponent's attack could easily penetrate his own Yuanli shield. But the target was not his own body, but the shield exploded after breaking into it, destroying his own shield. 'The opponent's attack actually ignored his own shield! ' At this moment, the shield disappeared, and Zhao Xiaosi was shocked and wanted to say something strange. But at this time, the opponent's hand holding the long sword pointed at him from a distance, and suddenly a hidden strong wind sank into his head. Suddenly the whole wave disappeared, and Zhao Xiaosi's body softened and fell on the field. "The duel is over. If there are any grudges, apply within one month, otherwise the grudges will be settled, and no provocation will be allowed within one year." The Jindan cultivator suddenly waved his sleeves and directly announced the end of the duel, then turned around and disappeared. "He died just like that. I never expected it." "Yeah! A disciple of Taiyi Sect couldn't beat an unknown person. What a shame!" ... The surrounding stands immediately started to discuss, and all these words entered Fan Gaocai's ears. "How ridiculous! This Zhao Xiaosi is such a waste...." "Boy! Don't be complacent. I'm lucky to let you survive today, but I'll take your head and bury you with me tomorrow!" Fan Gaocai shouted as if he couldn't hold back his face, and his voice echoed throughout the fighting field.
But Ning Ping below seemed to have heard nothing, and the spectators became excited. Fan Gaocai's face was livid, and he looked at Ning Ping who disappeared in the passage below, and he was so angry that his teeth itched. "Who of you can help me kill that guy?" Fan Gaocai suddenly looked at the people around him and said sinisterly. "This... Brother Zhao is not his opponent, and we are not sure." "That's right, so as not to smear Mr. Fan's face." But what he got in return was a round of evasion, and Fan Gaocai's face gradually turned cold. "Humph, in this case, we will go our separate ways in the future, and don't let me see you again in the future. Get out of here..." After a roar, only a cultivator of the fourth level of the foundation building period was left beside Fan Gaocai. "Brother, alas, it's a pity that my cultivation is not enough, otherwise I would definitely feel obliged to do so." The cultivator said with difficulty. "Okay, Xiaowu, don't say anything. I know you can't do it. You are usually no match for Zhao Xiaosi." "What's hateful is those guys. They usually surround me just to get some benefits, but when things happen, they start to shirk responsibility. What a bunch of trash." Fan Gaocai looked at the people who were leaving with hatred, his eyes full of murderous intent. These people are also the descendants of the powerful in Nanmen City, but it's really hard to force them. "Go and apply right away. I can't swallow this breath." Fan Gaocai complained and wanted to go and continue to apply for a duel. The monk named Xiaowu was immediately anxious: "Brother, no. What if~what if something happens to you?" "Hehe, do you think I can't do it?" Fan Gaocai's slender eyes narrowed suddenly, staring at the other party coldly. "No, no, that guy is definitely not my opponent." Xiaowu immediately explained in a panic. "Then stop talking nonsense, go." After saying that, he rushed out without looking back. ………… As soon as the fight was over, Ning Ping accepted the opponent's storage bag and other valuables and returned to the passage. "Senior, please come this way. Please practice here for a month." The low-level cultivator said respectfully at this moment.